A hundred steps southeast of the stream, there is a small hill.

The fat man who was wrestling with the black wild boar did not see it, and the figures flashed halfway up the mountain.

There are two extremely handsome young men lurking in the secret place on the mountainside.

One of the men was wearing pitch-black leather armor, with a slender and upright figure, and had long hair that was particularly flowing.

Another man was wearing snow-white light armor and his legs were too long, which made his body proportions look a bit weird.

"Bag Tiger, shoot arrows and kill that fat man." The man in black said in a cold tone, as if killing people was common for him.

"Lai Li, I won't call me a short-legged tiger again!"

The handsome man in white got angry and stretched out his long legs.

"If you call me Lai Litou again, we will no longer be friends in this life!"

The handsome man in black got angry, and reached out to caress his long flowing and soft hair.

It can be seen that the two of them have carefully shaped their spirits, and their appearance, figure and even hairstyle have changed.

This is also a common human sentiment, and everyone has a love for beauty. Many people who come to the paradise of clear water will shape their spiritual bodies as beautiful as picturesque. Men are often beautiful men in the elegant style, while women are also beautiful women.

A black fat man like Yunlang is simply a clear stream in the paradise of clear water.

The short-legged tiger and the savage head, no, the handsome man in white and the handsome man in black seem to have known each other for a long time. After a moment of argument, the two reconciled as before.

The handsome man in white held a long bow in his hand, his eyes were as visibility as an eagle, and he said, "The fat man didn't even have a decent weapon and armor on his body. Look at him, he was wearing a novice cloth clothes, and he had no money. Kill him to waste my iron feather arrow."

The handsome man in black said, "He is capable of fighting with the Black Spirit Pig head-on, and he is a little capable, but he is from the ninth-grade spirit beast. In my opinion, this fat man is so relaxed to deal with the Black Spirit Pig. He has at least dozens of points of trial merit. If he kills him, his merit will be ours."

The handsome man in white showed disdain: "We are masters of the ninth grade. Can we pursue some? You can also look down on this newcomer with dozens of merits? Let's go, change the place and find a big fat sheep. If you don't have one or two hundred merits, I'm too lazy to take action."

The handsome man in black cursed: "You are just as tall as the sky and your life is thinner than paper. Do you know what grasshopper legs are also flesh? If you can't make up ten thousand achievements, we will have to wait another three years."

Speaking of this, the handsome man in black said with a bit of pain: "Everyone has only three chances to come to the Bishui Paradise for trial in his life. I have been eliminated twice. If I am eliminated again this time, I will not be allowed to enter Bishui Paradise again in this life!"

When the handsome man in white heard this, he was moved and his expression became solemn: "Well, when he recycles the Black Spirit Pig and earns merits, I will send him back to his hometown with one arrow."

The handsome man in black felt relieved, and he was quite confident in his companion's archery technique of wearing a hundred steps.

The handsome man in white who was bent his bow and arrow suddenly staggered under his feet, with an extremely strange expression: "What kind of monster is that fat man? He has no spiritual power fluctuations on his body. He actually pushed the black spirit pig back more than ten steps with his brute force? Although the black spirit pig was only from the ninth grade, he had nine hundred kilograms of strength to close range. If the evil beast was allowed to sprint away, the power of more than a thousand kilograms would not be able to stop it."

Seeing the black spirit pig keep going backwards and drawing narrow and long gullies on the ground, the handsome man in black was also surprised: "It's impossible. Those who can come to the paradise of Bishui must be water-based spirits. If there is no spiritual power, he will not be able to come to the trial place."

The handsome man in white said proudly: "Don't forget that the spiritual seal I opened is Hawkeye. I will never read it wrong."

The handsome man in black looked shaking, as if he remembered something: "I heard that the master of the sixth grade is strong in physical form and does not need to mobilize his spiritual power. He can have a thousand pounds of power with one punch. Could it be that the fat man is a powerful figure pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

The handsome man in white nodded and echoed: "It is possible that there are many experts who pretend to be rookies in Bishui Paradise. Let's take a look and be careful of the boat capsized in the gutter."

The two of them lurked again, and were so hot that they were the black fat man in the distance.

I saw a fat man by the stream grabbing a pig's trotter with one hand, just like a child holding a ragdoll pig, slapping and smashing it hard on the ground.

While smashing the pig, the fat man criticized and educated the pig: "Brother Pig, it's wrong for you to do this. I just wanted to compete with you, but you actually showed your fangs and stabbed me."

Educate the fat man of the black wild boar and immerse himself in a wonderful state.

The black spirit pig in front of him was the most powerful beast he had ever encountered in his life.

The stronger the impact force of the wild boar, the stronger the power stimulated by the fat man himself.

Under this stimulation, the fat man felt a mysterious force awakening in his body.

Not long after, the black spirit pig that was wailing and wailing was completely dead.

The fat man thought he was dreaming and didn't plan to have a meal of wild boar. He was about to turn around and leave when the mysterious sound suddenly sounded in the sky.

"Congratulations to you for killing the ninth-grade black spirit pig, will you recycle it on the spot?"

To be honest, the fat man didn't understand the other person's words.

But he knew that he was facing a multiple-choice question, choosing between "yes" and "no".

So he nodded tentatively: "Yes."

As soon as the words were finished, an incredible scene appeared.

The space was twisted, and the black spirit pigs covered with bruises turned into a bloody light and disappeared bizarrely.

The fat man thought it was a good thing that this was a dream. If he encountered such a thing in reality, he would probably not have seen a ghost in broad daylight.

He was not too surprised, but instead had a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had experienced such a scene before.

When the black spirit pig dissipated, the voice of the angel came again:

"Successfully recovered the ninth-grade spirit beast, and you won 9 trial merits."

Before the fat man could react, the voice added:

"The Merit Building has been activated, please check it yourself."

A mirage appeared in the sky.

The fat man had seen mirages on the sea before, but he had never seen such a weird one.

It was an open nine-story building, like a towering pagoda.

The gates on the back of the high-rise building are closed, and only the first floor door at the bottom is wide open.

The fat man looked up and saw something strange.

He did not walk into the so-called Merit Building. He glanced at it quickly from a distance and saw everything on the first floor.

The reason why he "sees" is actually a kind of thought browsing.

In the flash of lightning, the fat man browsed thousands of items, and his mind was filled with a lot of information.

The first floor of the Meritorious Building is divided into three areas.

In the first area, there are many bookshelves and thousands of books of varying thickness.

The fat man clearly saw the words on the cover of each book, and was very glad that my father once taught him to read.

Among the ancestors of the small fishing village, there was a scholar who once won the title. When he was on a deserted island, he specially brought a book called "Thousand Characters". Later, generations were worse than the next generation, and fewer and fewer people in the village were literate. Old man Yun loved to study but not fishing, and was disliked since childhood.

From those covers, the fat man saw incomprehensible words.

"The first level of "Nine Yang Divine Arts", exchange for 10,000 trial merits."

"The first level of "Six-Meridian Divine Sword", exchange for 10,000 trial medals."

"The first level of "Lingbo Weibu", 10,000 trial merits are redeemed."

"The first level of "Bei Ming Divine Art"..."

The fat man had no interest in reading books, so he skipped it.

Those books are so expensive that they are so complicated that they can’t understand them.

The things displayed in the second area aroused his strong interest.

In that area, there are a variety of weapons, as well as armor, leather armor, helmets, chain mail and other armors.

"The Sword of the Heaven, the Ninth-grade Spiritual Artifact, and the exchange of one thousand trial merits."

"Dragon Slaying Sword, Nine-grade Spiritual Artifact, One Thousand Trials of Merits Redeem."

"Farewell hook, ninth-grade spiritual weapon, one thousand trial merits exchange."
Chapter completed!